Rebirth of the future buns

Squinting his eyes and rubbing against the pillow, and then stretching comfortably, Meng Xiaoyang felt that he had finally come back to life.

Touching his stomach that was growling from hunger, he struggled to get out of bed, planning to go downstairs to look for food.He raised his paws and crawled through his hair a few times, then went downstairs in his pajamas.

"What's wrong with Xiao Jin?" Looking at Lin Jin who was crying on the sofa, Meng Xiaoyang was puzzled.

Glancing at Lin Jin, and turning off the optical brain, Lin Hu said lightly, "The supporting role in the novel is dead." Standing up, she came to Meng Xiaoyang's side, "I'll help you."

Meng Xiaoyang, who was still thinking about what his last answer meant, nodded in a daze, then came back to his senses, and asked, "What can you do for me?" The inexplicable words made Meng Xiaoyang stunned again .

"Cook for lunch, I'll help you." After speaking, he grabbed Meng Xiaoyang's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey!" Being dragged by Lin Hu, Meng Xiaoyang turned to look at Lin Jin who was still crying, "Don't you care about Xiao Jin?" Is it really good not to comfort him like this?

Pulling Meng Xiaoyang over, kissed his forehead lightly, "Every time a person dies in that novel, he will cry for a while. So far, the author of the novel has killed more than a dozen people."

Meng Xiaoyang: (⊙o⊙) Didn't you cry a dozen times?

He looked back at Lin Jin who was crying and hiccupping, no wonder Lin Hu couldn't comfort his younger brother because he hurt him so much, it couldn't be comforted enough.

"What novel? It can fascinate Xiaojin so much." Withdrawing his hand, he opened the fresh-keeping cabinet and saw that there was no cooked food in it except raw food.

Let the cylinder cook the rice, while Meng Xiaoyang himself took out tomatoes, eggs, potatoes and beef from the fresh-keeping cabinet.These two dishes are easy to make and delicious, especially the beef stew with potatoes, which can be stewed in a large pot, so that Lin Hu will not be afraid of not having enough food.

Lin Hu, it can also be said that orcs eat a lot. For sub-orcs like Lin Jin, one nutrient supplement is enough at a time, but for orcs, there are no five to keep them full.

Thinking of the scene of Lin Hu eating, Meng Xiaoyang curled his lips, no matter whether it was because he eats a lot, as a chef, he is happy to see other people eat your fried dishes until there is not even soup left. He is no exception.

"It was written by Mao Zexi, called Xiaoao Wulin." Lin Hu reached out to take the dish in his hand, and followed him to the Liulitai.

Glancing at him, Meng Xiaoyang did not drive him out, but handed him the vegetables naturally, and then directed him to chop the vegetables.

Hearing Mao Zexi and Xiaoao Wulin, Meng Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that it was his own novel that made Lin Jin cry like this.At that moment, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart.Immediately, he remembered that there was an orc named Lin Hu who spoke for him in the first place, so that he could get through that difficulty and task. Could it be him?

Lin Hu who turned around to cut vegetables did not see the doubt in Meng Xiaoyang's eyes, but was earnestly completing the task Meng Xiaoyang gave him.However, the big and small tomatoes left Meng Xiaoyang speechless for a long time, is it true that no one is perfect?

"Let me do it." Pushing Lin Hu away, Meng Xiaoyang took over and began to chop vegetables.While chopping vegetables, he casually asked: "Xiao Jin read it so fascinated, it seems that the novel is well written, right?"

"The writing style is not good, it can only be said to be average." Lin Hu replied solemnly.

"Crack!" The kitchen knife chops heavily, directly chopping the beef in half.

Meng Xiaoyang: Dare to say that Lao Tzu's writing is not good, I will chop you to death, chop you to death...

9717: Host, you are arrogant, ╭(╯^╰)╮

Frowning, "Is it not possible to cut it, let me do it." After finishing speaking, Lin Hu was about to reach out.

"No need." Meng Xiaoyang, relieved a lot, shook his head and returned to the normal action of cutting beef.His adults don't care about villains, and he is different from his general knowledge, hmph...

Biting his lips, "The author's writing is not good, how come Xiao Jin likes it so much." Meng Xiaoyang himself didn't know what was going on, and inexplicably cared about his opinion.

"Actually, I can't say that the writing is bad, but I think there are too many descriptions of love. However, the art of war in it is really powerful. Mao Zexi seems to have explained that there are 36 tricks, but I only found 21 tricks, and I don't know what the other [-] tricks are. It will appear in time." Speaking of the art of war, Lin Hu's deep eyes flashed a dazzling brilliance.

"There is also a plot in the novel, which is also very good. It can be regarded as a classic." Lin Hu hooked the corner of her mouth and continued to chop vegetables.

Meng Xiaoyang: Damn it!Whether the eyes are so poisonous, the ones picked out are not mine, >_

Needless to say, 36 Strategies are the long-standing cultural heritage of Greater China. As for the plot, he borrowed a few stalks from Mr. Jin’s article. As a result, apart from these, there are no bright spots.

He glanced at Lin Hu rather depressedly, but Meng Xiaoyang himself knew that although he had written novels for a few years in his previous life, they were all short essays on the Internet. , how can it be compared.

The dazzling achievements of the past few days have already made him a little bit smug, thinking that he can become a great god with the experience of his previous life. Today, Lin Hu's few words brought Meng Xiaoyang back to his senses.

Glancing at Lin Hu, Meng Xiaoyang turned around and started cooking.Thinking in my heart, I can't underestimate the people in the future, and I can't be complacent.

After a while, the meal is ready.Lin Hu, who stood by the side for a long time, snatched the job of the robot, and followed Meng Xiaoyang to the restaurant with the dishes.

Lin Jin, who was lying on the sofa and pretended to be dead, smelled the fragrance and instantly revived. He jumped over a few times and sat down to wait for food. If it wasn't for the red and swollen eyes that reminded Meng Xiaoyang, he would have thought that what he saw just now was a hallucination.

After finishing lunch quickly, Meng Xiaoyang planned to go back to the room.Although he has confidence in the classic songs of the earth, he is still anxious to see the results.

"Eat more." Lin Hu put a piece of meat into Meng Xiaoyang's bowl, every time she saw that he only ate one bowl of rice, Lin Hu felt a little dissatisfied.If you only eat a little, how can your body be healthy?

Pushing away the bowl, "I'm really full, you guys eat slowly, I'll go upstairs first."

As soon as he entered the door, Meng Xiaoyang immediately entered the music room of Guangnao, and saw the bright red song title hanging in front of his eyes, but the downloads behind it were still in single digits.

Thinking of what Lin Hu said in the kitchen, could it be that he could not sing well, Meng Xiaoyang frowned and thought, then clicked on and listened again.

Without the previous sense of detachment, Meng Xiaoyang, who calmed down and listened to the song, became more and more dissatisfied with the song.After the scale was lowered, the passion of the whole song was reduced a lot.And the emotion in the song is also lacking a lot.

Songs that have already been published cannot be deleted or modified.Meng Xiaoyang turned off the song uncomfortably, and sat cross-legged quietly.He now only hopes that someone will appreciate the words and tune of this song.

"Host, you actually sing very well, and you will definitely win this competition." 9717 comforted in a low voice.

Meng Xiaoyang looked depressed, "I know my own strength, if it weren't for the help of those in my previous life, maybe the novel I wrote would be a hit on the street."

"That's your strength, isn't it?" 9717 appeared in front of Meng Xiaoyang again, blinking his cute big eyes, and the eyeballs rolled around a few times, "All success requires hard work. Host, let's work hard together."

9717 said some words intermittently, which relieved Meng Xiaoyang's mood a lot.

No, he has writing experience in his previous life. Although he is not as good as Mr. Jin and others, he is not bad.Although he sang mediocrely, he himself was Ye Luzi, "Hey! What if he sang so well and robbed other people's jobs?" Meng Xiaoyang, who was dying just now, will be alive and well again.

(⊙o⊙) This is the dumbfounded 9717

Fuck!Why did I waste so much talking to comfort this bastard just now, this is the 9717 that came back to my senses

Meng Xiaoyang: Since when did I ever need someone to comfort me? ←_←

Meng Xiaoyang: But the download data of the music house is so bleak, I want to cry, >_

The author has something to say: Coconut would like to explain here that the system wakes up only when it encounters the host, so he is actually a child, but he knows more than ordinary children.

Furthermore, it is a system, and it will force the host to complete the task itself. This is the common thread of all system texts.

In the end, the lamb will gradually grow stronger, and the system will gradually become mature and stable. This requires a process.

Last but not least, thank you to all those who support Coconut, meme da╭(╯3╰)╮